Summer Madness

Saints alive! In enemy territory And me beeping like an alarm clock! I must be miles into Protestant territory! This is it. Scum's nuclear bomb And right in the Prods' backyard! Heheh Summer madness. Can't stand this Heat so I leap from the fire to where the pan is Can't understand it. Too hot to handle The candle melts in the street and so we plan trips Caravan slips across the border Another man gripping his hands. Lost reporter Shit's out of order. Petrol's been poured there Ship coming in with seven million barrels of porter And there's more there. It's a celebration It's got something to do with the birth of a nation Just another one of the many flawed creations And the cause of the taunting the law situation Whatever persuasion you are, it's an invasion On the cards of Nordie plate cars at the stations Fleeing the city. Get the Hell out of Dodge Retreat to your cabin and feel free to lodge A complaint or a grievance with the relevant body See it's quaint but we're leaving cause the element's hot, we Gotta be scot-free. How can we not see It's better forgetting all the things that we forgot, see Load up the wagon and pump up the wheels Throw him in the Lagan and he's dragging his heels Packing a flagon, a blue plastic bag and A few tins of Steiger and self-righteous speils Appealing to reason is a futile endeavour Repealing the seasons or the tides or the weather Mercury rising. The shit's on. It's summer It isn't surprising when the wit's done a runner Here comes the sun so Here comes the gun show Here comes the fun as we run up to Bundo Funny how none of us In cars or on a bus Need an excuse to cut loose every one of us Who's in charge of the taxis And who's in charge of the drugs Who's in charge of the beats that are blasting out on the streets And assaulting your lugs Who's in charge of the taxis And who's in charge of the drugs Who's in charge of the beats that are blasting out on the streets Ans assaulting your lugs March to the tune of a different drum But we're all of us in a group when the holidays come Winged to the dick on a beach in Ibiza Talking about how all that shit is beneath you I'm pleased to meet you and you seem like a gent A scholar, no bother. Rest your feet in my tent We're meant to feel enmity but I can't pretend to be Enemies right now I'm wiped out, I'm telling you Selling each other some drugs on the reg And we're yelling at each other in clubs over fegs Slagging each other for toasters in cupboards Cause we're both rubbered and scrubbed sure it's a geg Francis Begbie, sing a Philomena Begley medley It's shouldn't work but here the combo is deadly Getting all friendly but the bag's looking empty I'll lend you a score and we'll get more and then we.. Suck it up Henry, the Hoover there's plenty The lacking of drugs it had begun to offend me I'm asking for trust and to the shops I would send ye Short for the bus? I'm giving you 10p MPs holding opposition in common Drunk as a lord and fly like a salmon Gammon steak, look at the state of your bake Ha! Sure I'm only raking and it's not a mistake Take a break from the bollocks, get fucked up and blether Snooker loopy like Alex in his fur coat and feather If we teamed up and took them head on, hell for leather They'd see us and they'd be shook up and they'd never Be able to beat us, so they constantly sever Our ties to defeat us cause they're like that, they're clever These bastards can't keep us down forever Drag you kicking and screaming and here We'll cream them together Who's in charge of the taxis And who's in charge of the drugs Who's in charge of the beats that are blasting Out on the streets and assaulting your lugs Who's in charge of the taxis And who's in charge of the drugs Who's in charge of the beats that are blasting Out on the streets and assaulting your dogs Who's in charge of the taxis And who's in charge of the drugs Who's in charge of the beats that are blasting Out on the streets and assaulting your lugs Who's in charge of the taxis And who's in charge of the drugs Who's in charge of the beats that are blasting Out on the streets and assaulting your lugs Our squabbles seem petty now, Sean Stall the ball and we'll all go together Kool and the Gang the gang, Krang and Shredder Stall the ball and we'll all go together Kool and the Gang the gang, Krang and Shredder Stall the ball and we'll all go together Kool and the Gang the gang, Krang and Shredder Stall the ball and we'll all go together You have failed me for the last time Stall the ball and we'll all go together Kool and the Gang the gang, Krang and Shredder Stall the ball and we'll all go together Kool and the Gang the gang, Krang and Shredder Stall the ball and we'll all go together Kool and the Gang the gang and Krang and Shredder Stall the ball and we'll all go together Kool and the Gang the gang, Krang and Shredder Our squabbles seem petty now, Sean Whatever you did, I forgive you Wait a minute, you can't be forgiving me Til I forgive you first The devil you say, 'tis I forgive you first! Guys, guys, guys The important thing is, you forgive Right? Right Sean and Stuart are partners in a new bakery